I was caught red handed and there was no point in lying. I slowly replied that I had been doing this for the past 4 months. Mom was quite amused and b...gan scanning my entire body. She stopped at my breasts and asked me what they were. I said “I have stuffed cotton in there to make it look real”. Mom slowly squeezed them softly and said” beta your breasts are bigger than mine”. As mom said this I began to blush and mom said” Its ok beta, I am not going to scold you, in fact you look quite cute. Carol would sit up in the front of the class and I would sit a few seats back just watching her as the teacher droned on. Her long dark brown hair could hold my gaze for hours. The way it flowed over her delicate shoulders and down her smooth back was enough to give me something to hide under my desk. Strangely, though she was polite enough, whenever I tried to make conversation with her she seemed distant and uninterested, as if we hadn’t been friends at all in years past. And thus did I fall. He agreed. he was making pretty good money off of her but the nights she would go visit James, the black guy, she kept getting back later and later, so he followed her one night and after she went in he saw a few cars show up and a whole lot of guys get out and go into the same house. after they were all in, he snuk to the side of the house until he found a window were he saw his wife getting gang-banged by how many guys, he couldn't tell, he got pissed and burst in to the front door, and was. I knew he rode her bareback nowadays, because she had been sterilised a couple of years ago, so it must be his cum. I’d rubbed my fingers in it, rubbed them together, and felt the greasiness if male orgasm. I’d smelt my mum's discarded knickers, the crotch smelling slight tangy from pee, sweat and vaginal fluids, just how mine smelt by the end of a normal day. But in my curiosity of all things sexual, I had never seen evidence on the nights bed-sheet that mum had cum, maybe like me, she didn’t.